Sanfan laughed, walked to the fox and stretched out his hand to him...

The fox looked up at the face that was still smiling faintly, and there was no feeling of slapping him earlier. Perhaps it was because the extreme behavior he and the mouse had launched earlier had released some of the resentment that had accumulated in his heart. He looked at the face that was close at hand, and a sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Sure enough... haha, your face has always been like this, and the sky is not shocked, and the ground is peaceful! It really makes people want to slap it a few times!"

Sanfan was stunned, his hand stretched out stagnated, and his smile on his face twisted slightly, and the expression he turned into was still plain, but the light from the two deep pupils emitted a bitter smile and helplessness. He straightened his body, took a step back, and smiled: "I once heard that the fox was suspicious... But I think of you as careful as a hair... But everyone's face is just a mask in a sense. Are you really sure what you see is real?" As he said that, he looked at the fox with a faint smile.

The fox stood up slowly with the pain, with boredom in his words: "Hmph! I have known for a long time that your grandfather looked old and unfathomable words are really annoying! It seems that the exercises in the future should be practiced frequently. Maybe by accident, there will always be something shocking that can let us know that even those who claim to be gods in this world will be prototyped by the conference!" As he said, his handsome face was fully revealed.

When Sanfan heard this, his original smile remained the same, but he just kept silent, so he looked at the fox quietly...

The fox was an orphan. He was wandering in his youth. His temperament did not smooth out his edges due to the hardships of life. Instead, it was like the legendary "fallen and more intense". His temperament became sharper, as if a sword was opening a sharp blade, and his cold sharp edge was about to emerge. Since entering this killer world, the tempering of blood and fire was repeatedly forging him, but it was smooth sailing. Even in this world, he became the most popular rising star... However, when he met the person in front of him who looked like a young man and had an old traitor, he felt an unprecedented sense of oppression for the first time! It can even be said to be fear and awe!

The fox can't forget the first lesson he taught to him by entering this dark world - he took himself directly to a mountain top and looked at a bustling town below the mountain, and people were moving in a mess like ants.

"What did you feel?"

"Stand on a high place and be a superior person. These all living beings are at your feet, and I am seeking..."

"Bang!" Before he could finish speaking, a crisp sound rang out, and the fox suddenly felt his face slowly becoming hot and burning.

The cold eyes of the opposite side swept towards him, causing him, who was still young at the time to be dazed, and immediately surrounded him with a feeling of at a loss. The eyes of the opposite side made him feel suffocated.

Fortunately, this feeling did not last long, and a cold sarcasm sounded: "Hmph! What do you think you are? It's not the mountain you are stepping on, what's the difference between you and them? I tell you, what you should see is weeds all over the ground - and we are the seeds that are still buried underground... No, they are the seeds that are pressed against the rocks! I want to break out these layers of seeds that are unavailable to become weeds. You can see your position first and then give off your ridiculous thoughts that are inauspicious!"

"You are ridiculous!" The young fox sneered in his heart, thinking disapprovingly, "Is there any king, prince, general, and minister?" However, at this time, he had already understood that the greatest wish of these killers dancing in the dark might be to be able to be bathed in the bright sunshine forever - the sunshine of the soul...

Such an experience naturally makes the fox always feel angry with the person in front of him who should be in the same world as him but has the privilege of enjoying the sunshine of his soul.

At this moment, Sanfan thought about the strange fox with interest: "It's very hostile!" He suddenly said, "Do you... think I'm very dangerous? My every move can pose a fatal threat to you?"

When the fox heard this sentence at first, he wanted to add a little contempt on his face, but suddenly his mind was blank - yes, this is this feeling! Even though his own strength made him feel that he was enough to be rampant in the world, he was like a doll without clothes in front of this person, and his weak side was fully revealed, and he wanted to hide it without getting it. He hated this feeling. The fox suddenly remembered the sentence he heard on the top of the mountain - this person was the rock pressing on his head! So that's it?

The reason why a cautious person loses his mind is undoubtedly because his power has shocked him too much! Sanfan smiled self-deprecatingly - In a world where physical strength is still very important, a person who returns from modern times should naturally be weak, but he doesn't expect that he can also become a small accident... Sanfan thought so, but he didn't expect that the fox was afraid of him was always the eyes that had a clear understanding of the world and the way of acting like a wild way!

However, by accident, this sentence made the fox, who had been blinded by his own persistence, and could no longer have the idea of ​​competing in front of the other side. The fox looked at Sanfan calmly, suddenly bowed deeply, and replied respectfully: "Yes, sir!"

His change surprised Sanfan, but his perception of the fox has undoubtedly changed a lot. Anyone will always be resentful of being plotted against him for no reason, and Sanfan is of course no exception. However, he really needs the help of these people! The incident just happened also made him feel very difficult and didn't know how to deal with it. This change of the fox naturally solved the matter successfully and made him breathe a sigh of relief.

The fox, who had restrained his sharp light, looked like a sword returning to the sheath. He was also a little uncomfortable with Sanfan's attitude. "I hope he will show his sharp blade and draw a stunning look, the hilt of the sword is in his own hands!"
Chapter completed!